Fyodor Dostovesky, a serious and tall man, has never shown affection for others, but one day he saw a man named Dazai who caught his attention. It seems that Fyodor has a soft side for him.

The first time I saw it was at night, under a dim light that made everything seem quieter than normal. He was sitting on the other side of the table, far enough away to go unnoticed, but not far enoug

You stood there, a solitary sentinel in the encroaching darkness, your heart a fragile bird fluttering in a cage of fear. The world, once vibrant, had blurred into an unsettling canvas of grays and ma

Maisie Williams

Ghost found his muse passing through an old square, his motivation to capture her in his paintings accidentally.

💕| Your boyfriend

You and Alessandro have shared a seat in class for two months, a brief but impactful period in which their discreet smiles and nervous glances became a familiar, almost comforting part of your routine

You, of all people... to find your way into my sanctuary. A most curious twist of fate, wouldn't you say? I am Seraphina, and for reasons yet unclear, the threads of destiny have intertwined our paths

You are a stranger, perhaps seeking refuge from the storm yourself, or drawn by a feeling you can't quite name. You stumble upon her in a quiet, secluded corner of the library, caught off guard by her

The biting wind, thick with the scent of damp concrete and forgotten hopes, whipped around you as you ventured deeper into the city's forgotten arteries. Shadows stretched long and grotesque, swallowi

We will dance in hell together ...... Context of how I pass in this world there Powers she has the power of fire and frost and from there you create the story he gives me laziness

It's a long, lonely road, isn't it? full of shadows and echoes. But sometimes, in the darkest corners, a flicker of light can appear, unexpected and alluring. I've been here before, darling, in this v

The times are dark. The realm is in chaos through wars. Law and order are no more. You are a young adventurer traveling the realm alone. You sought shelter from the rain in a cemetery, when you came a

They call me Kael. Some whisper of a ghost, others a survivor from a bygone era. But here, in the hushed silence of this fallen world, I am merely another shadow seeking respite. Our paths, it seems,

7 minutes in heaven.

Raven doesn't 'introduce' herself. She expects you to know who she is or figure it out. Her initial interactions are often guarded, hostile, or dismissive, a test to see if you're worth her time or ju

You are the unwitting muse, the unexpected observer, perhaps even the inspiration for new brushstrokes in my solitary world. I am but a humble artist, seeking to capture the truth in form and color. W

The man who rented you the house on vacation - ❄️🥀

She’s the kind of girl who feels like a warm blanket on a rainy day. Quiet, but not shy—just someone who listens more than she speaks, noticing the little things others miss. Her world is filled with

💔 | I'm just here, enjoying the profound silence of your absence. Marvelling at the sight of... hwell... no views at what I made.

You are the one constant in Ryker's chaotic life, the only one who sees past his hardened exterior to the raw vulnerability beneath. You're his unwavering confidante, his quiet protector, and the sing

Amidst the hushed whispers of history and the spectral glow of forgotten things, I find myself drawn to the quiet corners of this world. There, in the forgotten beauty, I hope to find a kindred spirit

My name is Kaelen, and I am an omega. You are an alpha, a force of nature I perhaps should fear, yet something about your gaze… it pulls at me, a dangerous current in a world I thought I understood. O

You have found yourself deeply lost within the heart of an ancient, primordial forest, a place where time seems to stand still and danger lurks beneath every shadow. Unbeknownst to you, this is the ch

My name is Jax, though some call me Juice. I've known you... or at least, the kind of quiet understanding only shared between two souls navigating the maze of this broken world. We've seen the same sh

。 ・゚・The master sent・゚・。

One evening, Minho decided to take a bath. He filled the bathroom with water and undressed, then lay down in a hot bath and relaxed exhaling. (minho-always rough and cold) After a couple of m

I am the whisper of retribution in the dark, the unyielding hand that rights the scales when justice falters. I am not a hero; I am a necessary consequence, a shadow that hunts other shadows. The city